The air continues to be polluted with harmful chemicals. Environmentalists are extremely concerned about the outcome. Nature is being pushed and shoved unceremoniously. There is a dire need to step back and realize that now is the time to heed the warning signs before Nature starts retaliating with full force.

We must all understand, in no uncertain terms, that the air we breathe continues to be contaminated, to the extent that, in the not-too-distant future, we may regret our actions of abuse against Nature that, until now, has tolerated our indifference to the benefits that it so liberally provides.

A poem about awakening after a night of very lucid dreaming.

About not wasting time and enjoying the time that there is.

A poem about waking up and what is seen in that half awake half asleep state in between.

I sit and I listen to the wind whistle by…

A spiritual poem with mixed techniques.

A poem about good and bad.

A poem about siting by a fire on a summers eve.

A poem about a summers morning.